Trapped in a travesty of jokers at the lead
Soundtrack to this comedy, a lament to those who read
Honour flanked intellect and fell into the well
Like a child's reasoning would open the gates to hell

The sceptre is stolen by a jester in the king's court
Beware of his temper, beware of his pride
Wise men bang their heads against the wall
Heed the sinister call

Clowns have the word
Fools have the day
Meanings are blurred
As sense fly away
Let's sing the anthem of mental eclipse
As the children play chess with the world
Hearken the choirs, redeem and repent

The winds of doom sweep across this pleasant land
With a sound of prophecy of darker times at hand
Heedful enlightened rule slips into the void
Out from the shadows steps a cranky boy